Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Wang Jiulong and Ling Pan walked around until evening, and then sat at Master Wu's house for a while.

"You two, let's go after dinner later!"

Grandma Wu insisted that they stay, and it was difficult for them to refuse.

During the chat between Ling Pan and Master Wu, Wang Jiulong came to the corner of the yard alone.He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it.

He took a few breaths, stood against the wall, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and lowered his head in thought.

"Are you still smoking?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Jiulong raised his head and saw Ling Pan approaching. He pinched the remaining cigarette end and said, "Well, I smoke one if I'm happy, and I'll smoke if I'm not."

Following his example, Ling Pan also leaned against the wall and asked him, "Then are you happy or unhappy now?"

Wang Jiulong turned his head to look at her, and smiled suddenly.

Ling Pan also laughed along with him.

"You know, when we first met, I thought you looked very familiar. But I couldn't tell where it looked familiar. Because I don't think I've seen you before. The feeling you gave me at that time was that you were strong and aggressive. I don't think there should be such a girl in my life." Wang Jiulong said.

The sky was getting dark, and the two stood side by side by the wall, and the expressions on their faces could not be seen clearly in the dim night.

Ling Pan looked up at the sky: "Over ten years, we have all changed."

Wang Jiulong smiled: "I should be the one who has changed the most."

Ling Pan sized him up and nodded: "Now you are no better than before, you are a handsome guy now! How many single female fans hugged you and gave you gifts!"

Wang Jiulong sneered: "Hey, why are you mentioning that?"

"I mean, you finally realized your dream, so many people like your cross talk."

Wang Jiulong glanced at her and scratched his forehead: "Yeah, after so long, I just want to talk about cross talk on TV one day."

Ling Pan was taken aback for a moment, and slowly turned to look at him.

The two looked at each other, avoided at the same time, and smiled unnaturally.

After the two had dinner at Master Wu's house, they were ready to go back.

Master Wu and Grandma Wu held their hands sadly.

"Now that you've left, you don't know when you can come back again?"

Wang Jiulong said softly: "Don't worry, we will definitely come back and take a look as long as we have time."

"Grandma, grandma, you go in. We're leaving, you two elders take care of yourself!"

Ling Pan and Wang Jiulong bid farewell to the two elders.

Wang Jiulong looked at her and asked, "Where are you going now? I'll see you off."

"I'm going back to the hotel to pack up and go back to Beijing tomorrow."

"I'm going back to Beijing too, why don't we go together tomorrow?"

Ling Pan nodded: "Okay."

"I'll wait for you at the station tomorrow."

"Ah."

Wang Jiulong sent her back to the hotel where she was staying.

After entering the hotel room, Ling Pan leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief, the bag on his shoulder slipped to the ground.She covered her face with her hands, stomped her feet constantly, wanted to scream excitedly but dared not speak loudly.

She rushed to the bed with a stride, rolled a few times on the bed, and thrashed back and forth a few times.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

She always felt that all of this was so unreal. When the chubby little boy who always protected her appeared in front of her again, she seemed to have traveled through time.

Nice to see him again.

After Wang Jiulong returned to the hotel, Zhang Jiuling called.

"Hey?"

Zhang Jiuling asked him, "When will you be back?"

"tomorrow."

"That's fine. Brother Meng and Yunlei are all coming back. Let's get together then."

"Okay." Wang Jiulong smiled.

"Oh no, are you so happy when they come back?"

"Shouldn't I be happy when they both come back?"

"Then why didn't the two of them come back so happy to see you before?"

"...Fuck off!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jiulong leaned on the chair and meditated.

He opened the curtains and looked at Tianjin in the night, the whole city was illuminated by neon lights.

He is really happy today.

…………

Early the next morning, Ling Pan arrived at the station.Wang Jiulong was waiting for her at the door of the waiting hall. Seeing her coming with a suitcase, he greeted her with a smile.

"Did you wait a long time?"

Wang Jiulong took her suitcase and shook his head: "No, I just arrived too. I bought tickets for the two of us, and there is still half an hour."

Wang Jiulong gave her the ticket and helped her drag the suitcase into the waiting hall.

The two found a place to sit together.

Ling Pan lowered his head and brushed his short hair, and glanced at him.

Wang Jiulong lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

For some reason, the two have been a bit cautious since they met yesterday, they always looked at each other inadvertently, and then quickly avoided.

The two were speechless for a while.

In the end, Wang Jiulong was the first to speak: "What are you doing at home?"

Ling Pan said, "Go back to school, if you don't have a job."

"Which university are you in?"

"Finance."

Wang Jiulong nodded.

Another moment of silence...

After a while, the two raised their heads at the same time, wanting to speak at the same time.

Wang Jiulong laughed and said, "You speak first."

"I just want to ask, what other performances do you have recently? I can go to support you then."

Wang Jiulong thought for a while: "Because the special performance has just ended, I will rest for a few days. After that, it will be Xiaoyuanzi's performance."

Ling Pan nodded.

Wang Jiulong smiled and asked her: "Are you a Deyun girl now?"

Ling Pan raised his head and looked at him seriously: "I don't want to miss any of your future performances."

Wang Jiulong was startled.

Ling Pan blinked, his cheeks felt hot, he lowered his head and wrinkled his nose angrily.

Wang Jiulong pursed his lips and smiled, coughed, and asked, "Do you like me the most in Deyun Society?"

Ling Pan raised his head and thought for a while: "Well... Zhang Yunlei is pretty handsome, Meng Hetang is also good-looking, so is Zhang Jiuling, and Qin Xiaoxian, Hou Helian..."

The smile on the corner of Wang Jiulong's mouth gradually froze, he turned sideways, tilted his head, and stared at her.

Seeing him like this, Ling Pan burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"Oh, are you kidding me!"

Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

"Yeah! You're definitely my favorite character!"

Wang Jiulong stared at her without speaking.

Ling Pan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, brushed her short hair, and deliberately avoided his gaze.

…………:

Back in Beijing, Wang Jiulong sent Ling Pan home.

Wang Jiulong asked her: "You don't live in the school dormitory?"

Ling Pan shook his head: "No, I have my own apartment."

"so smart?"

Ling Pan lowered his eyes: "It belongs to Ling Yun."

Wang Jiulong noticed that her tone was a bit cold, and he also guessed something.

Nodded, "hmm".

Back then, she was dragged away involuntarily, and her surname was changed, which shows how powerful this woman is.

When he arrived at the apartment, Wang Jiulong looked out from the taxi, and the towering building was in front of him. He asked, "You live alone?"

Ling Pan nodded: "Yes."

"Be careful with that one." Wang Jiulong instructed.

"Ah."

Wang Jiulong waved to her: "I'm leaving."

"Goodbye."

Seeing the taxi leave the apartment door, Ling Pan smiled, dragged the suitcase and walked into the elevator.

As soon as she entered, the agent called.

"Hello? Sister John, what's the matter?"

John said, "Company party tonight."

Ling Pan collapsed on the sofa and said, "Can I not go, sister?"

"No, I know you don't like this kind of party, but sometimes you have to do enough on the surface. No matter, I will send you the address later, and I must come tonight!"

"..."